"What's the matter?" Qin Zhou asked in a light tone, his eyes swept over Fan Qingyi who was playing with the ring in his hand, and there was some unknown emotion in his eyes.
“Young Prince…” Prince Xiaoyao looked at Fan Qingyi hesitantly.
Fan Qingyi noticed the murderous look in Prince Xiaoyao's eyes and raised his glass in response with a gentle smile.
He knew that Prince Xiaoyao was up to no good again, but he was not nervous. He just had to fight back against the enemy with his own army and block the flood with earth.
And since Qin Zhou is here, he probably won't make any outrageous demands.
Receiving the knife hidden in Fan Qingyi's smile, Prince Xiaoyao turned back angrily, his rat eyes rolling around, and continued, "I think Mr. Fan is highly skilled in martial arts and has a good character. I wonder if he is ready to get married? Do you have any intention of getting married?"
"This..." Qin Zhou's heart skipped a beat. His hand, which was about to pick up some melon seeds, stopped where it was. He looked up at Fan Qingyi and saw that he was looking at Prince Xiaoyao in shock. He suddenly withdrew his hand, not knowing where to put it. He could only clench his fist and put it on his leg. He replied calmly, "Your Majesty, just ask Fan Qing about this matter. I don't know anything about it."
Prince Xiaoyao refused to give up until he got a positive answer. He turned his head and stared at Fan Qingyi.
"Mr. Fan, I wonder if you are married or not? Do you have any intention of getting married?"
Fan Qingyi felt a little uneasy when being stared at, and he didn't know what Prince Xiaoyao was thinking.
What does it have to do with him whether he is married or not, or whether he has the intention to get married or not
wrong.
The reason why Prince Xiaoyao targeted him was because he thought he was Qin Zhou's male favorite. If he revealed that he was related by marriage, would this hostility be alleviated a lot
Fan Qingyi bowed and smiled, "Your Highness, when my mentor was still alive, he had already arranged a marriage for me. After I have observed three years of mourning for my mentor, I will marry him."
"Oh, you've already arranged a marriage?"
Prince Xiaoyao's inquiring gaze moved back and forth on Fan Qingyi, trying to see the other party's thoughts clearly.
The other party smiled and nodded frankly, without any sign of fear.
Qin Zhou, who was sitting on the high platform, suddenly felt a little sleepy and stood up: "This dance is really boring, I am a little tired. Let's stop here today, everyone, have fun, I will go back first."
Everyone stood up hurriedly and shouted, "The old ministers respectfully send off Your Majesty."
Qin Zhou's eyes were slightly cold. When he came to Song Yuanqiao's position, he stopped and said with an unexplained coldness, as if he was caring for his subjects, "I heard that Mr. Song is in poor health today because of the recurrence of the injury he suffered a while ago. I wonder if he is okay?"
"Your Majesty, I just heard that my father was here, so I passed by here and took him back with me. I have no other intention." Song Yuanqiao lowered his head uncomfortably, his dark cheeks flushed, and he covered his arm and replied.
Fan Qingyi on the opposite side frowned slightly. When this kid just came onto the stage, he didn't look at all okay.
Qin Zhou hummed softly and continued, "Since it has relapsed, you should rest for a few more days."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. He quietly raised his head and glared at Fan Qingyi.
Fan Qingyi, who was caught in the crossfire again, thought in confusion, could it be that Song Yuanqiao likes Qin Zhou
Oh my god, so they all misunderstood that there was some other relationship between him and Qin Zhou
"Mr. Fan, do you want to go with us or stay here and continue watching the dancers?" Qin Zhou turned around and asked coldly.
"I just need to go back and sort out the little prince's homework schedule. Please allow me to go with you, Your Majesty." He didn't want to stay and be a monkey for people to watch.
Qin Zhou glanced at him, his eyes resting on the ring on his finger, and nodded slightly.
Only after leaving the palace did Fan Qingyi feel a little relieved.
Seeing Qin Zhou getting on the sedan chair with an expressionless face, Fan Qingyi was about to go find his own sedan chair when the eunuch Yuanbao beside him reminded him, "Mr. Fan, please get on the sedan chair."
"Me? Get in this sedan chair?" Does this mean he and Qin Zhou should ride in the same sedan chair alone
Eunuch Yuanbao politely explained, "Your Majesty came here in a hurry and did not bring an extra sedan chair."
(End of this chapter)